My husband is High School 2

Brothers

"Jihan enough, Kinar could've thrown you in jail, if you forgot?" said Hardi, who immediately made Jihan stiffen, while Widia who had now clenched her hands wanted to join in attacking Kinar was silent for a moment.

"Grandfather himself will make his report if necessary!"

"Where can you, grandfather has no proof!" Jihan grinned.

"Then what is this?" Hardi took his phone out of his pants pocket, and played the sound of his recording yesterday.

"Grandfather can not be rich gini same I kek, besides I did not accidentally cake, I do not want to be imprisoned, do not want anyway, grandma why did in them anyway,?" Jihan shook the arms of her grandmother and mother.

"Pa, Papa don't be rich gini dong, papa kok really have the same heart Jihan," protested Widia.

"All his decisions are in the hands of Kinar" Hardi said as he turned towards Kinar, and all eyes turned towards Kinar, and looked at him with a fierce gaze.

"S-I've forgiven her!" kinar said with his face down.

"Son, you easily forgive him, after what he did!" Hardi looked at him in disbelief.

"Kinar knows Jihan accidentally cake, besides my situation is now fine, no need to worry about cake anymore!"

"But son?"

"It's cake, it's okay!"

"Well, you heard it was Jihan, Kinar did not demand anything from you, now quickly apologize to Kinar!"

"No way, I don't want to." Jihan replied while looking hatefully at Kinar.

"Dammy..!" hardi's voice had already risen by an octave, which signified that he was really angry at the moment.

"I don't want to!"

"Alright, let grandfather tell El about this."

"J-don't be it, Jihan please!"

"Ok, Jihan will apologize right now."

He said, while approaching Kinar, with great force.

"Gue's sorry!" said brief.

"L-yes!" reply Kinar awkwardly.

Without saying anything more, Hardi rushed to pull Kinar's hand out, leaving the mansion, feeling annoyed.

"Grandfather apologize!" hardi said with a face full of regret, when the two are now in the cottage satay, Hardi's favorite.

"Sorry for what cake?" asked Kinar, while starting to chew satay that had just been delivered by the waiter, who had been ordered 15 minutes ago.

"As for them, Mira, Widia, and also Jihan, and the accident that Jihan caused."

"Oh about them, grandfather did not have to worry about Kinar is okay, and about the accident, Kinar also had to forget everything."

Hardi was silent for a moment, while watching the way Kinar ate his satay voraciously, but to him it looked very sweet.

He imagines how the little Kinar time used to be, maybe very adorable, inwardly.

"Why are you so easy to forgive them, son, you should be angry, especially Jihan left you just like that at that."

Kinar who was still enjoying his satenya also looked up to the grandfather, "Everything has passed cake, besides me and Jihan are brothers, so it feels impossible right, no, I'm angry that my brother is so overrated, anyway I think Jihan is very sorry for what he did."

"You're wrong son, Grandfather knows how Jihan, he never once felt sorry for his actions."

"Umz may be because he's a cake teenager now, and his mind is still very unstable, but Kinar is convinced, that one day Jihan must change."

"Grandpa wishes it were like that too, son!"

"You've finished the food, because soon you want magrib, we have to go home before really magrib, if you pass, worry that your husband does not ngijinin grandpa again, to take you out!" hardi said while chuckling.

"Oh yeah, are you happy son, married to El?"

Quickly Kinar nodded, "Happy cake, though it looked like El was very young, but he was a very responsible, gentle, and loving man!"

"really?".

" Of course!" reply Kinar without any more awkward feelings.

"Then how do you feel after knowing that Jihan really likes your husband?"

Kinar gulped down his drinking water, then shifted his empty plate.

"Actually Kinar had known about this cake for a long time, but how about it, Kinar and El were married, and Kinar apologized, for this one Kinar could not share!" he said while lowering his face.

"Grandfather understands very well, son, and grandfather always hopes that your relationship continues to age, try to keep each other whatever happens!"

"Good cake!"

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This afternoon Hardi actually delivered Kinar on time, to fulfill his promise to El, the young man who had the status of grandson of his son-in-law.

"Any great-grandpa?" hardi said, after delivering Kinar to the terrace of his house.

"When, son, you want to finish something with them!" the answer.

Kinar who understood the business that the grandfather meant finally nodded his head.

"Yaudah, careful grandfather, thank you for today's cake!"

"Yes son!"

"Home home?" ask El who just came out of the bathroom.

"Udah!" his reply took over the thump from El's hand then passed into the bathroom.

10 Minutes later, Kinar came out of the bathroom and rushed to El who was busy playing a game on his phone.

"What the hell is that?" ask Kinar, while sticking his head on El's shoulder.

"Any cry!" reply El, put his phone on the nightstand and then look towards Kinar.

"Where was that?"

"Grandfather's house," he replied lethargicly.

"Kok rich who is not Seneng that, why hm?" said El while tucking the haircut that dangled irregularly on the side of his face.

"El?"

"What a darling."

"I know who hit me!"

"Are you serious?" El looked at him curiously.

"Who, tell me now?" he said in a serious and stressed tone, even his jaw looked hard.

"El?" the grabbing of El's hand then in his kec up repeatedly, made the owner blink nervously.

"S-honey?" he said with a choked voice.

Kinar led El's hand, and then he put it on his cheek. "Dear you're the same as El?"

El gulps, confused by Kinar's unusual question, "I-iya!"

"You want to promise me one thing?"

"J-what promise?"

"Promise me that you won't be angry if I tell you who hit me at the time."

"But which?"

"You don't want to tell a story." Kinar was about to come down from the bed, but was restrained, because El pulled back his hand, which he then held.

"You know I promise you, baby, I won't get angry" he said, sounding resigned.

"Really?"

"Dear, you tell me who I am now?"

"Umz, D-he, J-jihan!"

"What?!" Said El in a high tone, Kinar even closed his ears so shocked.

"Suck, how dare!" both of El's hands were already clenched firmly, even his handbooks looked bleached, signifying that he was really very angry at this moment.

"El, you promise you won't get angry," her tiny hand outstretched open El's fist with gentleness.

"You should know El, me and Jihan are brothers, she's my cousin El's sister."

The deg!

"And I just found out this afternoon, when Grandpa Hardi recognized me as their equal."

"But which?"

"I beg El, can you do this for me, do you love me?" he said, with eyes that began to glaze over, and showed the highlight of a plea, making El choose silence, and follow the wishes of his wife.

"I'll do anything that makes you happy, baby, even if I don't want to."

"Thank you baby!" he said, then hit El's chest and hugged her tightly.

"What do you have to say?"

"Which one, forgot?" she replied, looking up at her husband's handsome face, with a dikulum smile.

"Ck, it's so jolly!" seconds later he pressed his lips against his wife's lips, pressed her deeply, a little rough, and demanding, until the two fell asleep, and ended up reuniting.

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